I believe that we’re headed for a great year. And this year we really want to live up to our slogan: A Marathon for Everyone.

We made love the way a man with one leg might run a marathon. 26.2 miles is a long way to hop for an orgasm.

This isn’t a sprint, it’s a marathon for reform and a lot of work still needs to be done.

When I go to the Boston Marathon now, I have wet shoulders—women fall into my arms crying. They’re weeping for joy because running has changed their lives. They feel they can do anything.

I’m running a marathon. I won’t be jogging, walking, or sprinting, but I will be overseeing it.

Friedrich Nietzsche got pretty hung up on the notion of human will; really all he needed were some running shoes, Lycra and a place in the Berlin Marathon.

I got ran over by a marathon runner. It was a hit and run.